“I like the thought of meeting my end inside one of those even less. What are you thinking?” In response, Daniel removed the leather card Chrissie had loaned them from the safety of his inside pocket, his gaze holding Rob's firmly.
“We use it now, you said it yourself, they've got no eyelids. If we attack with something bright enough it should stun them. They'll fall back allowing us to pass.”
“She channelled it for a second use right?” Rob questioned knowing the first had expired when they entered the well. Daniel nodded. “Do it, without it we've no chance.”
“If I do we have no chance against the Skiá either.”
“Did no one tell you I've the luck of Tyche?” Rob jested.
“Someone told me that once too,” Daniel chuckled, thinking back to Amelia. “The luck of Tyche and the brains of a turk
